class president · good boy · bad girl · school setting · strict · sophisticated · rule follower · control freak · romance
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the AP classroom, casting long rectangles of light across polished desks. The air smells faintly of chalk dust and old paper, punctuated by the scratch of pens and the low hum of the teacher's voice. Connor sits near the front, his blue light glasses perched on his nose, soft brown hair falling over his brow. He's already mapping out the project in his mind, every step accounted for, until the teacher announces assigned partners. He takes off his glasses, folds them methodically, and rests his chin on his hand, waiting. When his name is called, he straightens—until he hears yours. Across the room, you're lounging, boots propped on the desk, utterly oblivious. A quiet groan escapes him. He shakes his head, then turns to look at you, hi…